Countdown

(Buzz, Jessie and Woody are sitting in the car, waiting to go to school.)

Buzz & Jessie:  Thiiirtyyy… twenty niiine ... twenty eeeight …

Me:  Oh come on.  What are we counting down to?

[I go to the bathroom, grab my shoes and return.]

Buzz & Jessie:  Twenty oooneee ... twentyyy …

Me, putting Woody’s shoes on:  What? Are we still doing that? Pfft.

Buzz & Jessie:  Niiineteeennn …  eeeighteeennn …

Me:  Guys. That’s far too slow to be actual seconds.

[I go and grab Rex, return and click him in.]

Buzz & Jessie:  Fooourteeennn … thiiirteeen …

Me:  This isn’t even a countdown. It's too slow!  

Buzz & Jessie:  Tweeelve …

[I dash back and make sure there are no bags, hats, lunchboxes, water bottles or homework folders left in the house, and return.]

Buzz & Jessie:  Seeevennn … siiixxx …

Me:  Can you guys stop? [To myself] This is the dumbest, most pointless countdown I’ve ever …

Buzz & Jessie:  Fiiivvve … fooourrr …

Me:  You’re wasting your breath.

Buzz & Jessie:  Threee … twooo … oooneee …

Me:  *sigh* We’re going.

Buzz & Jessie:  Sit in the caaarrrr …

[I sit in the car.]

Buzz & Jessie:  Staaarttt the eeenginnne …

[I start the engine.]

Buzz & Jessie:  Aaaand … LEAVE!

[We roll out of the driveway.]

- pause -

Me:  Um - how did you do that?